Supreme Divine Physician in the City

Chapter 1603: Sword God Falls

He saw again, the magnificent long sword in Ye Xuan’s hand rising, sweeping across the void, sword shadows like tides.The Sword God could see all the trajectories clearly.

But strangely, even though he understood all the trajectories and quickly found a way to counter Ye Xuan’s strike, in the end, he couldn’t lift his hand, let alone his sword.

Because...

He was already dead.

Silent, peaceful, without a sound.

The Sword God fell!

The scene froze.

Ye Xuan appeared behind the Sword God, holding the sword in one hand, eyes lowered, face expressionless without any emotional fluctuation.

The Sword God stood behind Ye Xuan, hands tightly gripping the katana, his elderly eyes wide open, pupils contracted filled with astonishment and ecstasy, as if the moment before everything froze was the happiest moment of his life.

Someone once said, witnessing is a privilege.

This saying fits perfectly at this moment for the Sword God.

He witnessed the grandeur and dominance of Ye Xuan’s strike.

He witnessed the rise of an unparalleled new star.

He witnessed the most terrifying and incredible talent in the world.

He witnessed Ye Xuan!

"Father..."

In the crowd, Chiba Sakurako, upon seeing the petrified moment, closed her eyes sorrowfully, silent tears slid down her exquisite cheeks.

The throng suddenly seemed to sense something, and the atmosphere slowly calmed.

Suddenly someone exclaimed: "The Sword God is dead!"

"What? The Sword God is dead?"

"Look, there’s a line of blood on the Sword God’s neck!"

"The blood line is expanding!"

"The Sword God is dead!"

"..."

Unnoticed, the whole Canglang Island was filled with countless astonishing and shocking voices.

After the fervent shouts and cries, everything abruptly stopped, eyes gathered on the fallen Sword God, without exception feeling blank, world collapsing.

Even now, it’s hard to believe, the Sword God actually... died!

How did he die?

What happened?

Where is this?

Who am I?

Bang!

In the silence, the mighty form of the Sword God, under countless gazes, finally fell to the ground with a gentle breeze passing by.

The dull sound of falling was like Hell’s death knell, formally announcing the Sword God’s death!

Everyone who heard this sound couldn’t help but shiver, as if their hearts jumped violently, and then fell into quiet contemplation.

One strike.

Ye Xuan said one strike.

And indeed, it was just one strike!

"Monster, monster!"

"Instantly killing the Northern Federation’s Sword God with one strike, what kind of strength does that require? Is Ye Xuan really as young as he looks?"

"Is he human? That’s a monster!"

"..."

In the crowd, countless people shivered involuntarily and then looked toward Ye Xuan; seeing the sharp sword in his hand, they all felt a chill and their minds were shocked to the extreme!

This was a dueling battle of drastically unequal strength.

Ye Xuan knew.

Chiba Sakurako knew.

The Sword God, already dead, knew too.

Even everyone present knew.

Yet before this, most people anticipated the uneven strength meant the Sword God would crush Ye Xuan, not that... Ye Xuan would end the fight with just one strike!

Only one strike!

Slaying the Sword God!

What kind of terrifying power did that strike contain?

In the whole field, who could withstand that strike?

Silence.

Dead silence.

Looking at the Sword God lying motionless on the cold ground, everyone present seemed to have been given a sedative, faces frozen, eyes glazed over, unable to regain consciousness.

Daring not to regain consciousness.

At times like these, it feels as if anyone who speaks next could become the next victim under Ye Xuan’s sword!

What is intimidation?

This is intimidation, absolute intimidation!

Under this great intimidation, the entire Canglang Island plunged into a quiet that seemed to last forever...

Finally.

A strikingly beautiful figure emerged from the crowd, breaking the enduring stalemate.

It was an exceptionally stunning woman, dressed in a kimono, clogs on her feet, her graceful small steps exuded exotic allure; her peerlessly beautiful face drew countless glances.

Chiba Sakurako, the Sword God’s daughter!

"Rumor has it, the Sword God’s daughter’s Martial Arts talent surpasses even the Sword God, could she be seeking revenge for her father on the spot?"

"Revenge now would be akin to throwing her life away, wouldn’t it?"

"..."

Seeing Chiba Sakurako appear, someone in the crowd vaguely questioned aloud.

But Chiba Sakurako seemed oblivious to the voices around her.

Her demeanor was very calm, as if the one who died now wasn’t her father, but an unrelated passerby.

Under countless gazes, Chiba Sakurako slowly walked up to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan held the sword in one hand, looked at Chiba Sakurako, sighed softly: "I hope you understand."

"I understand."

Chiba Sakurako lowered her beautiful eyes, a forced smile appeared on her face: "So, thank you!"

After speaking, Chiba Sakurako bowed deeply before Ye Xuan.

Sincere gratitude!

Seeing this, those around were greatly astonished.

What was going on?

Ye Xuan killed the Sword God, and being the Sword God’s daughter, not seeking revenge against Ye Xuan might be understandabe, but she actually... bowed in gratitude?

What about Chiba Sakurako’s pride?

What about her virtue and integrity?

Only Ye Xuan, especially, understood Chiba Sakurako’s state of mind at this moment.

Because she and he both clearly knew, the Northern Federation’s Sword God was a true martial artist.

For a true martial artist, death is never a major issue; more frightening than death is an opponent’s mercy or a stronger party’s leniency.

Lacking an opponent’s recognition is the greatest disgrace!

Frankly, Ye Xuan wielded all his power, ended it with one strike; it seems cruel and heartless, yet actually, it’s expressing the greatest respect to the Sword God. Conversely, if Ye Xuan fought half-hearted, even if the Sword God won, he definitely wouldn’t live on alone.

Because he would have no face to live!

The conclusion of this battle was already destined, either the Sword God died, or both Ye Xuan and the Sword God died...

Ye Xuan closed his eyes in sorrow, even for someone with a heart as firm as a rock, at this moment, he couldn’t help but feel some fluctuation.

The Sword God, so admirable!

"Until we meet again, farewell."

In his ears came Chiba Sakurako’s low voice.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes, seeing the scene of Chiba Sakurako carrying the Sword God’s corpse, heading out of Canglang Island.

Soon, the father and daughter completely vanished from Ye Xuan’s view.

Ye Xuan exhaled lightly, raised his head, his clear gaze slowly swept over the crowd present.

His clear voice also rose: "Dear witnesses, has the match between me and the Sword God been decided?"